TAKING THE FALL - the Complete Series (36 page)

“
Tell me what you want, Mama, and I’ll give it to you.”

“
Your cock, Saint. Now.” Standing up, I pull her panties down her legs and start undoing my jeans.

“
Lose the shirt. Why do all the time in the gym if you aren’t showing me that body when you fuck me.”

“
Sorry, Mama.” I pull the shirt off over my head. Before my tee even hits the floor, she has my nipple in her mouth. I feel the sting of her bites and I can feel the pre-cum slip out of my cock. Fuck, I’m not going to last.

I grab her hips and pull her to the edge of the counter. “Put it in, Mama,” I growl, increasing the pressure of my hold on her.

She’s too worked up to mess around and she instantly slides me inside her. My cock seeks her warm heat. I start to move slowly. I keep my grip on her hips so she can’t thrust against me, with me. She gives me a scowl, but when I adjust my hips and drag against her clit, her displeasure fades and her look is one of bliss.

“
You’re so fucking beautiful, Mama. With your tight little pussy gripping my cock, I could fuck you forever.” I release her hips and she starts to do her own thrusting. “That’s it, baby, take my big dick deep inside your cunt. That’s it. Fuck me back, Mama.”

“
God, Saint, I love when you talk like that. Fuck, I’m going to cum.”

Knowing that if she cums, she’ll milk my own orgasm from me, I stop thrusting. I push my hips forward and lock her into place. I grab her face with both of my hands to ensure she doesn’t move, and I slam my mouth against hers. I taste her vanilla flavor as I fuck her mouth with my tongue. I mimic what my cock should be doing and build her up, teasing her.

Pulling my mouth from hers, I go for her weak spot, nibbling at her neck. I feel her whole body gasping for air from the overwhelming kiss. “Please,” she begs breathlessly.

I lean close to her ear and whisper my answer. “You want my cum, Mama? I know you do. Work it out of me.” I release the lock I have on her body so she can move.

“
Yes, I want it,” she moans

“
You know what this means? You’re asking for it. I’m going to let you fuck me, milk my cum out of me. I’m not going to move. You’re going to show me how much you want it. How much you really want me to plant my baby inside you.”

“
God, yeah,” she cries and thrusts harder. I brace my feet farther apart so she won’t take us to the ground. She moans my name over and over, her sounds breathless and wild. I feel my spine tingling at the base, but I just need to hold out for one more second. I want her cunt to milk me. I want to feel her pussy grip my cock. I want my warm semen coating her unprotected pussy.

“
Told you I would plant my seed in you, Mama.”

Pulling up outside the old vacant building, I turn to look at Jeanette. She looks utterly calm. Part of me wondered if this was the right thing to do. The other part told me it was the only thing I could do. Some of the rage has cooled since this morning when I came back to make sure everything was in place. I got to go a few rounds with her ex Nick before I left him with Viktor.

Viktor is a fixer, and an extremely expensive one at that. There’s almost nothing the man won’t do for the right price, as long as the target is at least a little dirty. That was the word on the street anyway. Not like Viktor went running his mouth about his hits. The man barely talked. I’m not scared of much, but he isn’t a man whose bad side I’d want to be on.

I let him know all I found on Nick, and paid extra for him to make Nick feel some of the pain he’d been dishing out to women over the years. I know for a fact that Viktor didn’t take too kindly to rapists, so I knew Nick was in for a hell of a time.

“
You ready for this, Mama?” I asked, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek.

“
I...he’s in there?” I hated hearing the stutter in her voice.

“
Yeah, he’s in there. You don’t have to go in. I’ll walk in there by myself and put a bullet through his head if you ask.”

She turns and looks at me. “I wanna face him.”

I’m so fucking proud of her in this moment. She’s been running from this man for years and now she’s ready to walk in there and face her demons.

She grabs my chin and pulls me towards her. “Tell me you love me.”

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More than anything in the goddamn world.”

“
Then I’m ready.”

She gets out of the car and we make our way into the building. Most of it has been gutted. I flick on the flashlight I brought so we don’t trip over any loose debris, and we pick our way to the stairs leading down to the basement. When I hit the top of the stairs, I give four hard pounds to the side of the wall.

“
Clear!” Viktor yells up.

Turning, I look her Jeanette in the eyes, letting her know she doesn’t have to go down there. When she gives me a nod, I take her hand and lead us down the stairs.

When we reach the bottom, I see Viktor leaning back in a metal chair utterly still. I don’t know how he does that but it always freaks me the fuck out. In once graceful move he’s up and in front of me.

“
She’s beautiful,” he says, and I can hear the hint of the Russian accent he usually masks. I feel a stab of jealousy shoot through me at his words. I didn’t even think Viktor noticed women. I didn’t think he was gay, I just didn’t think he liked anyone. He’s not a bad-looking guy, I mean, he’s scary as fuck, but I’ve seen beautiful women hit on him before. He always bats them away like they’re pests.

“
He has a type, it seems,” Viktor rumbles. He’s referring to the asshole in the next room. Yeah, the fucking sicko has a type. Blonde and beautiful. It would probably piss Jeanette off if I told her this, but she looks like a fucking Barbie. I know that’s why he went for girls who looked like her. She was right when she said he wanted his perfect life, and that was the mold he had in his sick twisted head.

When he looks over at Jeanette I can feel her body tense up. Anyone would under Viktor’s stare. “You don’t need to fear me, little one. I brought you a present.”

“
Uh…thanks?” she says, looking back at me. I just shrug. Only Viktor would think bringing you someone to kill was a present.

“
Don’t thank me. It was my pleasure. I got to enjoy a wonderful afternoon with Mr. Clint. I got to teach him what it’s like to be on the other side, at the mercy of someone bigger and stronger, what it’s like when someone loses control, and what if feels like when someone violates your body.”

Fuck. I can only imagine how Viktor violated his body. Like I said, he’s worth every penny.

“
He still alive?” I ask.

“
Of course, I would never rob this beauty of her prize.”

“
Thanks again, Viktor, I’ll transfer the money—”

“
I don’t want your money, I want your skills.”

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I’m not trading favors, I told you that. I’m clean after today.”

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What if I promise you the favor might be illegal, but for the right cause.” I raise my eyebrows at him. Only work I know Viktor does is kill people. Even if that someone is a piece of shit, I’m not doing this anymore.

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Something was taken from me,” he continues. “I want her back.”

“
And this ‘something’ wants you to take her back?”

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She doesn’t know I exist, but she is mine,” he states, matter-of-factly. “She has been for a while. I’ve been waiting. Someone found out she meant something to me and took her.”

“
And how can I help you with that?”

“
I need your computer skills.”

“
Viktor, I’m sorry man, I just—”

“
Do you love her?” Jeanette asks suddenly.

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She is mine.”

“
That’s not what I asked you.”

“
If I am capable of such emotion then yes, I love her.”

“
Then he’ll help you.”

Viktor just stares at her for a moment. After a beat, he reaches behind his back, pulls out a Tokarev, and hands it to her. It’s an old Soviet handgun, but something Jeanette could easily manage.

“
You see this gun? I killed my sister’s rapist with it. It took me three years to find him, and at thirteen I made my first kill with it. I give it to you. You get your revenge. I don’t care what anyone says, it will make you feel better.” With that, Viktor was gone.

“
That’s the most I’ve ever heard that man say.”

“
You’re going to help him right?” she asks me, looking hopeful.

“
If you think I should, Mama, I will.”

“
I do. I think he’s good…in his own way. What would you do if someone took me from you?”

I nod my answer, understanding what she’s getting at. I would pull in every favor I had to get her back. Taking the gun from her, I pull the clip back, loading a bullet in the chamber, and hand it back to her. “All you gotta do is pull the trigger,” I say, and I can see her hand shaking.

“
Mama, look at me.” She meets my eyes and I can tell she’s nervous. “On the other side of that door is a monster, and he still has a little bit of a hold on you. You’re going to go into that room and take it back so that monster won’t haunt you in the dark anymore.”

“
I’m ready.”

I push open the door and see Nick strung up by ropes, his arms spread wide, his toes barely touching the floor. The gag in his mouth is covered in blood, making me think Viktor might have taken a few teeth from him. It looks like he really worked him over good. I’d bet anything he gave him a taste of rape, but I’m not going to tell Jeanette that. She might have caught on to what he alluded to, but some things are better left unsaid.

I’m not sure what I expect. I don’t know if she wants to scream at him or have it out. He raises his head, and he sees Jeanette. His eyes widen in shock and he tries to speak.

Bam!
The shot rings out in the room.

I look over and see Jeanette tucking the gun into the waistband of her jeans.

“
No point dragging it out. I was done with him a long time ago.”

JEANETTE

It’s been a week and I’m finally ready to take the test. I want to be sure before I tell Saint. Lays knows for sure. She is going to bust into a pile of glitter before I ever get the chance to tell him. I swear to God, that girl has the worst poker face. I’ve just kept my pussy on Saint’s face the past week so that she wouldn’t give away the news before I knew for sure.